The Doctor, Willow and Rose arrive home to discover that ghosts are appearing all over the world. The culprits? Torchwood.

This is where everything changes.

***

"Planet Earth. This is where I was born. And this is where I died. For the first nineteen years of my life, nothing happened. Nothing at all. Not ever. And then I met a man called the Doctor. A man who could change his face. And he took me away from home in his magical machine. He showed me the whole of time and space. I thought it would never end."

On a planet, the Doctor, Willow and Rose watched as stingray-like alien creatures flew across the dusky sky and around the rocky plains they arrived on. It was almost magical.

The Doctor faced Rose. "How long are you going to stay with me?"

She smiled at him, her eyes drifting over to her adoptive cousin. Willow grinned, knowing her answer all too well. "Forever."

The thing about the relationship between Rose and Willow, it was special. They had grown up together, Willow was there on the day she was born. They shared many memories and joyful moments. Even though she discovered that she was not of her Earth, she still didn't care. Rose saw her as a sister, though she wasn't sure that Willow saw it that way.

"That's what I thought. But then came the army of ghosts. Then came Torchwood and the War. And that's when it all ended. This is the story of how I died."

***

The TARDIS materialised in a corner of a children's playground, which wasn't inconspicuous in the slightest. The sky was blue and the sun was shining down on the trio as they exited the TARDIS, Rose and Willow were carrying two bags full of washing for Jackie; it was a beautiful day.

They strolled all the way to the Powell Estate, eventually arriving at Jackie's flat. "Mum, it's us! We're back!" Rose called out.

"Oh, I don't know why you bother with that phone. You never use it!" She complained, coming to join them by the front door.

"Shut up, come here!" Rose embraced her mother.

As she hugged her daughter, Jackie exclaimed. "Oh, I love you!" 

"I love you!" She replied.

Then, Jackie let go and embraced her niece. "I love you so much!" Willow grinned as she comforted her for little bit. Behind her, the Doctor tried to sneak past but Jackie noticed. "Oh no, you don't. Come here!" She let her go, grabbing a hold of the Doctor and kissing him like he was her own son. He tried to protest against but Jackie didn't care. "Oh, you lovely big fella! Oh, you're all mine."

He struggled to escape her grasp. "Just, just, just put me down!"

"Yes, you are." She kissed him again before letting him go. "You're going to be family so get used to it!"

As she returned to Rose, the Doctor secretly used his sleeve to wipe Jackie's saliva off his face in disgust. Willow smirked smugly, giggling under her breath as she and Rose handed Jackie their washing. "We've got loads of washing for you. And I got you this." She took out a small object they had bought. "It's from the market on this asteroid bazaar. It's made of, er, what's it called?"

"Bazoolium." said Willow.

"Bazoolium. When it gets cold, yeah, it means it's going to rain. When it's hot, it's going to be sunny. You can use it to tell the weather." She continued.

Though Jackie pretended to be interested, she decided to blurt out her own news. "I've got a surprise for you and all."

Rose sighed, disappointed. "Oh, I get her bazoolium, she doesn't even say thanks."

"Guess who's coming to visit? You're just in time. He'll be here at ten past. Who do you think it is?" She asked the girls.

"I don't know." She responded.

"Oh go on, guess." Jackie pressured.

She shook her head. "No, I hate guessing." 

"Another boyfriend?" wondered Willow.

"Just tell us." commented Rose.

She beamed. "It's your granddad. Granddad Prentice. He's on his way any minute," exclaimed Jackie, thrilled before heading into the kitchen. "Right, cup of tea!"

Both girls' expressions dropped, their happiness turning to worry in a matter of seconds. "She's gone mad." Rose muttered.

The Doctor, who didn't think anything was wrong, approached them from behind. "Tell me something new."

"Granddad Prentice, that's Jackie's dad. But he died ten years ago." Willow explained.

"Oh, my God. She's lost it." She wandered into the kitchen. "Mum? What you just said about granddad."

"Any second now."

Rose tried to calmly talk to her. "But he passed away. His heart gave out. Do you remember that?"

"Of course I do." Jackie mentioned without a care in the world.

"Jackie, he can't come back. How could he come back?" Willow asked.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" She checked her watch. "Ten past. Here he comes." Suddenly, an ethereal being with a humanoid shape and grey discolouring shifted through the walls, entering the flat and standing by Jackie. "Here we are, then. Dad, say hello to Rose and Willow. Ain't they grown?"

Their shocked expressions said it all. It was enough to drive the trio back outside and into the main courtyard of the Powell Estate, Jackie following them down. They sprinted out the main entrance to find people walking about, calmly ignoring the ghosts around them. "They're everywhere!"

The three were the only ones alarmed even when a ghost started to walk towards the Doctor. Willow turned to see it passing through him. "Doctor, look out!" 

He shuddered uncomfortably until it left his body, watching it walk away while the Doctor was unscathed. "They haven't got long. Midday shift only lasts a couple of minutes. They're about to fade." Jackie informed them.

"What do you mean, shift? Since when did ghosts have shifts? Since when did shifts have ghosts? What's going on?" The Doctor questioned.

Jackie looked back at him. "Oh, he's not happy when I know more than him, is he?"

"But no one's running or screaming or freaking out."

"Why should we?" She gazed down at her watch again. "Here we go. Twelve minutes past."

Almost as quickly as they came, the ghosts disappeared as if they were never there and the civilians didn't even care.  Something was going on, something bad.

***

Back in the flat, the Doctor was investigating the phenomenon the only way he could. They all sat around the television, flicking through different channels. A show called 'Ghostwatch' drew intrigue. "On today's Ghostwatch, claims that some of the ghosts are starting to talk, and there seems to be a regular formation gathering around Westminster Bridge. It's almost like a military display."

They showed a clip of the ghosts in the main area of London but no one was scared of them. "What the hell's going on?"

He changed the channel, now showing a weather report for the ghosts. "And tonight we're expecting very strong ghosts from London, through the North and up into Scotland."

The channel changed again, now showing Trisha Goddard's show. "So basically, Eileen, what you're telling me is, that you are in love with a ghost."

"He's my ghost, and I love him twenty four seven." A woman cried as the audience clapped in the background.

The Doctor switched channels, seeing a snippet of an interview with a ghost hunter before turning to another channel where an advert was playing. "My ghost was pale and grey until I discovered Ectoshine!"

Then, he checked the foreign news channels, all documenting the ghosts at the same time. "It's all over the world."

He turned onto Eastenders, featuring one of the ghosts. " Listen to me, Den Watts. I don't care if you have come back from the grave. Get out of my pub! The only spirits I'm serving in this place are gin, whisky and vodka. So, you heard me. Get out!"

The Doctor had quite enough, turning the television off. "When did it start?"

"Well, first of all, Peggy heard this noise in the cellar, so she goes down-"

"No, I mean worldwide." He corrected her.

"Oh. That was about two months ago right after the party we had. Just happened. Woke up one morning, and there they all were. Ghosts, everywhere. We all ran round screaming and that. Whole planet was panicking. No sign of you, thank you very much. Then it sort of sank in. It took us time to realise that we're lucky." She explained.

"What makes you think it's granddad?" queried Rose.

"It just feels like him. There's that smell, those old cigarettes." Jackie described. "Can't you smell it?"

She shook her head. "I wish I could, mum, but I can't."

"You've got to make an effort. You've got to want it, sweetheart."

"The more you want it, the stronger it gets." The Doctor theorised.

Jackie shrugged. "Sort of, yeah."

"Like a psychic link." He proceeded with his speculation. "Of course you want your old dad to be alive, but you're wishing him into existence. The ghosts are using that to pull themselves in."

She frowned, clearly upset by his insinuations. "You're spoiling it."

"I'm sorry, Jackie, but there's no smell, there's no cigarettes. Just a memory." He told her.

"But if they're not ghosts, what are they then?" asked Willow.

"Yeah, but they're human! You can see them. They look human." Jackie raised her voice defensively.

"She's got a point. They have a humanoid shape so they must be similar in appearance." Willow considered.

"Maybe not." He murmured. "They're pressing themselves into the surface of the world. But a footprint doesn't look like a boot."

***

The Doctor was searching for the right equipment in order to experiment with the apparent ghosts and discover what they are. Willow wandered in after having just read a newspaper outside. "According to the paper, they've elected a ghost as MP for Leeds. I know you're not going to stand there and do nothing."

His head suddenly popped up from the console floor, climbing out. He was wearing a backpack and a hosepipe-like device. "Who you going to call?"

Willow guffawed, understanding the reference. "Ghostbusters!" 

"I ain't afraid of no ghosts!" He did a little dance before running outside. "When's the next shift?" The Doctor asked Jackie as he placed three metal cones, linked together by wires, on the ground. 

"Quarter to. But don't go causing trouble. What's that lot do?" She questioned.

"Triangulates their point of origin." He explained.

"I don't suppose it's the Gelth?" Rose mentioned, remembering her and the Doctor's first encounter with ghostly aliens.

The Doctor shook his head in disagreement. "Nah. They were just coming through one little rift. This lot are transposing themselves over the whole planet. Like tracing paper."

"You're always doing this. Reducing it to science. Why can't it be real? Just think of it, though. All the people we've lost. Our families coming back home. Don't you think it's beautiful?" She smiled, over-joyed.

"I think it's horrific." stated the Doctor, slightly distressed by them. Jackie certainly wasn't expecting him to say that. "Rose, Willow, give us a hand."

They all ran back into the TARDIS, Jackie sneaking in after them. "As soon as the cones activate, if that line goes into the red, press that button there. If it doesn't stop..." He handed Willow his sonic screwdriver. "Setting fifteen B. Hold it against the port, eight seconds and stop."

"Fifteen B, eight seconds. Got it."

"Rose, if it goes into the blue, activate the deep scan on the left." He told her.

"Hang on a minute, I know." Rose leaned over. "Push that one." 

"Close." 

"That one?"

Willow cringed. "Ok, don't kill us."

She giggled before leaning over to the next one. "Er, that one."

"Yeah! Now, what've we got. Two minutes to go?" The Doctor wondered, making Jackie check her watch. He rushed outside, activating the cones. "What's the line doing?"

Willow checked the scanner. "It's all right. It's holding!"

"You even look like him." Jackie said, surprised.

She turned to her aunt. "Is something wrong with that?"

"Well, you two have changed so much." She commented.

Rose smiled. "For the better."

"I suppose."

Her daughter could sense Jackie wasn't happy. "Mum, we used to work in a shop."

"I've worked in shops. What's wrong with that?" Jackie protested.

Willow sighed. "She didn't mean that."

"I know what she meant." argued Jackie. "What happens when I'm gone?"

She dreaded the question, but Jackie wasn't wrong either. "Don't talk like that."

"No, but really. When I'm dead and buried, you two won't have any reason to come back home. What happens then?" She asked.

"I don't know." Rose muttered.

Jackie turned her head in Willow's direction. "Do you think you'll ever settle down?"

"That depends..." She answered truthfully. "I hope one day we might, but even then we'll keep travelling."

"And you'll keep on changing. You've already changed, you're like the Doctor now. In forty years time, fifty, there'll be this woman, this strange woman, walking through the marketplace on some planet a billion miles from Earth. But that's not Willow Hughes anymore, not the girl I saw grow up before my eyes because by that time she's just another alien. And beside her, will be another woman just as strange... but she isn't Rose Tyler, she's not even human."

Willow turned away, not wanting to show Jackie the guilt she hid. She knew she was right and that one day Jackie would be gone, so would Rose. But she'd still be alive, alive with the Doctor. She hadn't even considered the consequences of spending a lifetime with him. Was it the right thing to do? To become a Timelady again?

"Here we go!" The Doctor yelled from outside.

Swiftly, she brushed off the strange feeling and focused on the scanner. "The scanner's working. It says delta one six."

Outside, the Doctor waited patiently for the ghosts to arrive. "Come on then, you beauty!"

Soon enough, it appeared, trapped inside the triangular prison. Meanwhile, Willow, Jackie and Rose were watching in awe on the scanner. The Doctor put on some 3D glasses before making adjustments to his control box. The ghost was starting to writhe inside the field agonisingly. "Don't like that much, do you? Who are you? Where are you coming from? Whoa!" Then the ghost tried to break out the field. "That's more like it! Not so friendly now, are you?"

Almost as soon as it arrived, it faded which was anticipated by the Doctor who then gathered up the cones and ran back inside the TARDIS. "I said so! Those ghosts have been forced into existence from one specific point, and I can track down the source. Allons-y!" He yanked a lever, transporting them away.

Willow widened her eyes, looking up at Jackie who was still onboard as did Rose. However, the Doctor continued to ramble. "I like that. Allons-y. I should say allons-y more often. Allons-y. Watch out, Rose Tyler. Allons-y. And then, it would be really brilliant if I met someone called Alonso, because then I could say, allons-y, Alonso, every time." He finally noticed Rose glaring at him. "You're staring at me."

"My mum's still onboard..." She muttered, whispery.

The Doctor gazed up as Jackie said. "If we end up on Mars, I'm going to kill you."

He huffed, clearly annoyed by her presence. As they arrived, he checked the scanner to find them being surrounded by armed guards. "Oh well there goes the advantage of surprise. Still, cuts to the chase. Stay in here, look after Jackie."

"We're not looking after my mum." Rose objected.

Nevertheless, the Doctor simply shrugged. "Well, you brought her."

"I was kidnapped!" shouted Jackie.

Willow jogged in front of him, blocking his exit. "Doctor, they've got guns."

"And I haven't. Which makes me the better person, don't you think? They can shoot me dead, but the moral high ground is mine." He asserted, calmly moving her out of the way.

He stepped outside without any of the girls with him, leaving the door on the latch so they could peep through. Upon his appearance, the guards raised their guns at him as he raised his arms in surrender. Unexpectedly, a woman with blonde hair in a black dress ran in on her high heels. "Oh! Oh, how marvellous. Oh, very good." She began clapping her hands, confusing the guards and the Doctor. "Superb. Happy day."

The guards, since their superior was happy, started clapping too. Seeing them all applauding him, the Doctor slowly put his arms down. "Er, thanks. Nice to meet you. I'm the Doctor."

"Oh, I should say. Hurray!" The woman started clapping again, as did the others.

"You, you've heard of me, then?"

"Well of course we have. And I have to say, if it wasn't for you, none of us would be here. The Doctor and the TARDIS." Once again, she applauded him.

He put on a fake yet confused smile, wondering what this woman knew about him. "And you are?"

"Oh, plenty of time for that. But according to the records, you're not one for travelling alone. The Doctor and his companion. That's a pattern, isn't it, right? There's no point hiding anything. Not from us. So where is she?" She asked.

"Yes. Sorry. Good point. She's just a bit shy, that's all." The Doctor reached his hand in, grabbing the first girl he could find. "But here she is, Rose Tyler." Although, the person he thought would be Rose was in fact Jackie which certainly surprised him, but he used it to his advantage. "Hmm. She's not the best I've ever had. Bit too blonde. Not too steady on her pins. A lot of that. And just last week, she stared into the heart of the Time Vortex and aged fifty seven years. But she'll do."

"I'm forty." She argued.

He shrugged, at least this Jackie admitted she was. "Deluded. Bless. I'll have to trade her in. Do you need anyone? She's very good at tea. Well, I say very good, I mean not bad. Well, I say not bad. Anyway, lead on. Allons-y. But not too fast. Her ankle's going."

As they were leaving the area, Jackie angrily whispered. "I'll show you where my ankle's going."

"It was only a matter of time until you found us, and at last you've made it. I'd like to welcome you, Doctor. Welcome to Torchwood." She opened a double door, revealing a large warehouse full of scientists, guards and alien artefacts that they had collected over the years.

The Doctor recognised one of the artefacts. "That's a Jathar Sunglider."

"Came down to Earth off the Shetland Islands ten years ago." The woman informed him.

"What, did it crash?" He wondered.

"No, we shot it down. It violated our airspace. Then we stripped it bare. The weapon that destroyed the Sycorax on Christmas Day? That was us." She seemed almost proud of their achievements, though the Doctor, on the other hand, was not and already disliked this place. "Now, if you'd like to come with me. The Torchwood Institute has a motto. If it's alien, it's ours. Anything that comes from the sky, we strip it down and we use it for the good of the British Empire."

Jackie raised an eyebrow. "For the good of the what?"

"The British Empire." She repeated.

"There isn't a British Empire." She recalled.

The woman smirked. "Not yet. Ah, excuse me. Now, if you wouldn't mind." A guard handed the woman a large gun. "Do you recognise this, Doctor?"

"That's a particle gun." He answered.

"Good, isn't it?" She pulled it away as Jackie tried to reach for it in examination. "Took us eight years to get it to work."

"It's the twenty first century. You can't have particle guns." quarrelled the Doctor.

"We must defend our border against the alien." She replied, giving the gun back to the guard. "Thank you, Sebastian, isn't it?"

"Yes, ma'am." He responded.

She smiled at him. "Thank you, Sebastian. I think it's very important to know everyone by name. Torchwood is a very modern organisation. People skills. That's what it's all about these days. I'm a people person."

In the Doctor's eyes, she didn't seem like it. "Have you got anyone called Alonso?"

The woman shook her head. "No, I don't think so. Is that important?"

"No, I suppose not. What was your name?"

"Yvonne. Yvonne Hartman." She answered as the Doctor inspected a black plastic stool-like object with a black handle on top. "Ah, yes. Now, we're rather fond of these. The Magnaclamp. Found in a spaceship buried at the base of Mount Snowdon. Attach this to an object and it cancels the mass. I could use it to lift two tonnes of weight with a single hand. That's an imperial ton, by the way. Torchwood refuses to go metric."

"I could do with that to carry the shopping." Jackie joked.

Yvonne stepped towards Jackie, smugly. "All these devices are for Torchwood's benefit, not the general public's."

"So, what about these ghosts?" He inquired.

"Ah yes, the ghosts. They're err, what you might call a side effect." She vaguely explained.

"Of what?"

"All in good time, Doctor. There is an itinerary, trust me." Yvonne stated as they watched the TARDIS being driven past on the back of a truck.

Jackie, outraged at them, shouted. "Oi! Where are you taking that?"

"If it's alien, it's ours." She repeated their motto.

The Doctor simpered. "You'll never get inside it."

Nonetheless, Yvonne, smug as ever, smirked. "Hmm! Et cetera."

He eyed the TARDIS, acknowledging Rose and Willow secretly peeking out. He gave them a little nod, it was up to them now. They closed the door, thinking of what to do now. Then, Willow spotted the Doctor's long jacket nearby. She ran over and started fishing through his pockets. "Psychic paper, psychic paper..."

"What are you doing?" queried Rose.

"Well, since it's just you and me now, it's time to investigate what this place is." She replied, eventually finding the psychic paper. "The Doctor's occupied so it's up to us, Rose."

"What, so we're like partners?" 

Willow smirked. "Exactly. Tyler and Hughes, detectives."

This made Rose beam brightly as her cousin placed a hand into her own pocket, pulling out the Chameleon Cloak. "Wait, why are you putting that on? The Doctor said you wouldn't survive being human with all that... time vortex stuff."

"I know, but I can control it now." She stated. "Plus, if they know the Doctor's an alien then they must have something that detects other aliens, like me. So, I need to be human again but this time I'll remember everything."

***

Ultimately, after a while, the girls mustered the courage to venture outside. They snuck out of the TARDIS, right next to a brightly decorated sarcophagus. Willow stopped Rose as guards marched past. When they were gone, the girls jogged over to some white jackets, putting them on to fit in with the other workers. 

Willow noticed her cousin had some uncertainty about doing this but she took her head in assurance. "Just take a deep breath, and let's do this."

They turned the corner, following a scientist in the warehouse before he walked out. The girls trailed him, strolling out and wandering through the corridors. Along the way, they noticed a sign saying 'Torchwood Institute' like the manor they visited in Scotland all those years ago.

Soon enough, they found themselves outside a room that seemed to draw them in. Willow prayed to the gods of Gallifrey that this would work, placing the psychic paper on the door and unlocking it. She turned to Rose, grinning before walking in.

However, once Willow had laid her eyes on the metallic gold Sphere hovering in front of them, she widened her eyes in terror. "That's not possible." She muttered.

"What is it?" Rose asked, regarding that she was shaking.

"That's... that's a-"

"Can I help you?" A nearby scientist questioned.

"We were just..." Rose was glaring at the Sphere, transfixed.

"Try not to look. It does that to everyone. What do you two want?"

Willow tried to think of a good excuse like the Doctor would. "They sent us from personnel. They said some man had been taken prisoner. Some sort of Doctor? I'm just checking the lines of communication. Did they tell you anything?"

It didn't seem to fool him. "Can I see your authorisation?"

"Sure." She handed him the psychic paper, comprehending that this would work.

His eyes scanned the paper intensively before putting it down and removing his glasses. "That's lucky. You see, everyone at Torchwood has at least a basic level of psychic training. This paper is blank, and you're a fake." Willow didn't anticipate that. "Seal the room. Call security. Samuel, can you check the door locks? She just walked right in."

The other scientist in the room turned around, stunning the girls when they recognised the man's face. It was Mickey. "Doing it now, sir." He shushed them before giving them a thumbs-up.

Willow and Rose were dumb-founded by his unexpected appearance but now knew they were in safe hands.

***

The girls were sat by a computer as Rajesh, the scientist, contacted Yvonne Hartman. "Yvonne? I think you should see this. We've got visitors. We don't know who they are, but funnily enough, they arrived at the same time as the Doctor."

On the other side of the screen, Yvonne turned her laptop to face the Doctor and Jackie. "They one of yours?"

He shook his head, trying to deny it. "Never seen them before in my life."

"Good. Then we can have them shot." She responded.

The Doctor gave up the act, straightening up. "Oh, all right then. It was worth a try. That's, that's Rose Tyler and my fiancée, Willow Hughes."

"Sorry." murmured Willow. 

Rose waved at them. "Hello."

"Well, if that's Rose Tyler, who's she?" Yvonne asked directing attention over to Jackie.

"I'm her mother and Willow's aunt." She stated proudly.

"Oh, you travel with her mother?"

"He kidnapped me." argued Jackie.

"Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don't tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother."

"Well, we can put down that you're not single." She chuckled until they heard the levers to power the Ghost Shift go off. Yvonne stood up to check it out.

Jackie rolled her eyes. "Charming."

"I've got a reputation to uphold." The Doctor affirmed.

"Excuse me? Everyone? I thought I said stop the ghost shift." They heard off-screen as the Doctor and Jackie wandered of the room. "Who started the programme? But I ordered you to stop! Who's doing that?"

Rajesh, upon hearing about the Ghost Shift starting up, tried to contact her again. "Yvonne, I thought you said the next Ghost Shift was cancelled. What's going on? Yvonne?" A giant rumble shook the room, seemingly coming from the sphere. "It can't be. It's active!"

The girls stood back up, walking towards Mickey who was standing in the centre of the room. "I think it's time you told us what this is." said Rose.

"It's a Void Ship." She told her.

"What's a Void Ship?"

"A ship that can be used to sit in the Void for as long you like." Willow described. "What ever is in there has been waiting a long time to come out."

"We've got a problem down here. Yvonne, can you hear me?" He continued to try and talk to Yvonne through the screen as the sphere trembled. "Yvonne, for God's sake. The sphere is active! The readings are going wild! It's got weight, it's got mass, an electromagnetic field. It exists!" Behind them, the doors sealed, deadlocked shut. "The door's sealed. Automatic quarantine. We can't get out!"

"It's all right, babe. We've beaten them before, we can beat them again. That's why I'm here. The fight goes on." Mickey recounted to Rose.

"The fight against what?"

"What do you think?" He asked as the sphere shuddered more violently. "We had them beaten, but then they escaped. The Cybermen just vanished. They found a way through to this world, but so did we."

"But Mickey that's impossible. The Doctor said." stated Willow.

"Yeah, it's not the first time he's been wrong." Mickey replied.

"Do you know what's inside then?" She questioned.

"No one knows. Cyber Leader, Cyber King, Emperor of the Cybermen. Whatever it is, he's dead meat." 

Rose smiled at him. "It's good to see you."

"Yeah. It's good to see you too." He commented.

"How long has it been since we left?" Willow wondered.

"Three years."

"And all that time you've been fighting the Cybermen?"

"Well, someone has to do it." responded Mickey.

"Can anyone hear me?" Rajesh tried his earpiece. "Come on, I need help down here! I need-"

Abruptly, the sphere creaked and began to slowly open. Mickey removed his white coat and earpiece. "Here we go." It started to crack open, leaving a gaping black hole. "I know what's in there, and I'm ready for them. I've got just the thing." He sprinted over to retrieve a massive black gun from under the platform, re-joining the others. "This is going to blast them to Hell."

"Samuel, what are you doing?" inquired Rajesh.

"The name's Mickey. Mickey Smith. Defending the Earth." His gun was locked and loaded, ready to fire.

***

Upstairs, the Doctor had lost against the Cybermen who had taken over Torchwood and allowed the rest of their metal kind to walk onto their Earth, ready to take over. "But I don't understand. The Cybermen don't have the technology to build a Void Ship. That's way beyond you. How did you create that sphere?" The Doctor asked the Cyberleader.

"The sphere is not ours." It answered.

His face dropped, afraid for both Rose and his love downstairs. "What?"

"The sphere broke down the barriers between worlds. We only followed. Its origin is unknown."

"Then what's inside it?" He asked, terrified of the prospect of something else inside.

"Rose and Willow are down there." Jackie said, scared for her girls.

***

The group watched as the Void Ship disappeared in a blaze of light as four Daleks rose out of the shell. "That's not Cybermen." Mickey stated, shocked.

Rose clenched onto Willow's hand, muttering. "Oh, my God."

There was nothing Willow could do but stare as the Daleks landed on the ground. One very prominent Dalek was painted black, leading the three other bronze Daleks. "Location, Earth. Life forms detected. Exterminate!"

"Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!" They all screamed as the group backed away slightly.

***

Now, I'm betting that you're not looking forward to 'Doomsday' or you might be if you dislike Rose I guess. However, the next chapter will be something a little different beforehand, possibly foreshadowing the events in the next book.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter and that you are safe and well.

- Alice ❤